Chapter 2109

Compared to Miss Sun, she is just an undeveloped little girl.

"Lady!" the little maid exclaimed in surprise, quickly taking out a silk handkerchief to stop her bleeding.

Before the handkerchief touched her, the woman swayed twice, as if she could not stand steady. You Huan knew that a person with a head injury might feel dizzy.

But this woman did not wait for anyone to help her; she grabbed the wood in front of the carriage with one hand: "It's fine, just right the carriage."

"Yes, yes!" the maid glared at the two retainers beside her, "Didn't you hear the Lady's words? Hurry up and right the carriage, so we can send the Lady to see a doctor."

But this carriage was heavy; the two of them used all their strength, yet they could not lift it.

But they did not worry for long, because in the blink of an eye, several people came forward to help push the carriage, and the horses in front also exerted force to pull, so the carriage body was soon straightened.

These few men helping to push the carriage were clearly servants from another household; one of them said: "The left wheel is broken, it's very bumpy when moving; my master's carriage can take the Lady back."

He turned and pointed; sure enough, thirty paces away stood a luxurious carriage, beside which a man in fine clothes with a dignified appearance smiled at the two women.

The woman slightly bowed to him in thanks for helping push the carriage.

Before the maid could answer, she spoke: "No need, I appreciate your master's kindness."

Having said that, she covered her forehead with the handkerchief and got onto the carriage.

At the moment she turned around, her gaze unconsciously swept over the entire scene.

Many people were looking at her, You Huan being one of them.

She also swept her gaze over many people, including You Huan.

Perhaps because of the pain on her forehead, her gaze was unfocused; looking at him and looking at others made no difference, as if she were looking at a bunch of background props.

Then she disappeared into the carriage, and the many watching men immediately felt a sense of loss.

You Huan only watched from not far away, without stepping forward to invite her beauty, first because she seemed not to need much help, and second because the maid also called her "Lady."

Lady is married.

The carriage creaked as it moved; sure enough, the left wheel was broken, making a squeaking sound and a bit of a bump as it went.

After she left, the liveliness of the crowd diminished by half. What remained were Sun Miss's guards taking out silver coins to compensate those harmed by the startled horses.

You Huan was still watching here; Sun Miss dared not not compensate.

Her eyes kept glancing at You Huan, unfortunately he did not look at her.

After the lively scene ended, the onlookers dispersed.

The Lady from earlier left a retainer behind, who soon received three taels of silver as compensation from Sun Miss.

The retainer of the man in fine clothes went over to inquire: "What is your Lady's surname?"

"Oh, surname Mei, Mei as in plum blossom."

"Are you not the wife of some official household?"

You Huan found it amusing to hear. Lady Mei's carriage looked like it was rented from a carriage inn at first glance. If it were an official household's carriage, how could it break down so easily?

That man in fine clothes, You Huan also recognized, was the second son of Di Qing, the Water and Land Transport Commissioner of the Eastern Three Routes, Di Qiu Shan.

The water network in the southeast of Mou State is crisscrossed; the transport of grain, taxes, and materials must go by water, so the water and land transport of the Eastern Three Routes is an important post. This Second Young Master Di, being naturally flirtatious and generous, intentionally asked such a question because he was somewhat moved.

"No." The retainer shook his head repeatedly, "My master originally did business in the east, and died of illness two years ago. The Lady sold her properties elsewhere and moved to Mou Du."

"Ah, just arrived?" So she is a widow.

"Ah yes, even the carriage came too late to buy." The retainer said, "The carriage that caused the Lady's fall was also rented, and its quality is very poor."

"Then does Lady Mei have any property in Mou Du?"

"Seems like she is preparing to open a teahouse." The retainer scratched his head, "As for the specifics, I don't know."

After the inquiry, the retainer laughed and patted his shoulder, then went to report to Di Qiu Shan.

On this side, Miss Sun saw You Huan standing still in place and thought he was waiting for her, so she stepped over. You Huan lifted his leg and mounted his horse: "Let's go, back to the mansion."

Di Qiu Shan also left; You Huan glanced at his carriage.

The appearance of Lady Mei indeed made people's eyes light up. Mou Du has many beauties, spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums each excelling in their own way, but Lady Mei is unforgettable at a glance; there is a melancholy sorrow in her eyes, a calm indifference, which even the brightest sunshine cannot dispel, yet it makes people want to approach her even more.

Such a beauty coming alone to Mou Du is no wonder Di Qiu Shan wanted to inquire.

The Lady surnamed Mei will soon open a teahouse in Mou Du. With just these two pieces of information, others might not necessarily find them out, but for the son of the Eastern Three Routes Transport Commissioner, it is a piece of cake—opening a teahouse in Mou Du certainly requires official registration.

However, what does this have to do with You Huan? His thoughts quickly turned back to the court.

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Lu Zhenxian shrank in his own mansion; Lu Lu Zhensheng asked him twice, but he refused both times, saying only that he was furious and ill, unable to get out of bed.

Lu Qingbin's several hundred elite guards were stationed outside Lu Liu's residence; Lu Qing Sheng could not openly use force.

Two days later, floods and mudslides burst in the eastern mountains of Mou State, burying the people of two towns. As the Mou State troops closest to the disaster site, General Lu immediately set off from Bailie and rushed back to the country for disaster relief.

Mou State's troops prioritized domestic rescue; this matter was handled without fault.

But once they left, they exposed Bailie directly under the eyes of Ya State's thirty thousand elite troops.

This is Mou State's punishment for Bailie: if you do not obey, you must fend off the murderous Ya State yourselves.

Clan Chief Lu Qing Sheng was so anxious his beard turned white; he told the clansmen that his second son, Lu Lu Lu Qinglin, had twice requested orders from the Mou Emperor to return to the country and resist Ya, but all were denied. Privately mobilizing troops is a grave crime; Lu Lu Lu Qinglin cannot do so.

And just on the night the Mou troops withdrew, Lu Zhen Xian suddenly came to visit.

Lu Qing Sheng was delighted; Old Six came late, but it didn't matter, as long as...

But before he could finish thinking "as long as," a servant came to report:

Besides Lu Liu, Lu Er and Lu San also came together, each bringing several dozen retainers.

The Lu father and son were filled with doubts, wondering what medicine these people were selling in their gourds. Is Lu Liu worried about being taken down, so he sought the company of his two other brothers?

The Lu brothers are so familiar with each other that they need no pleasantries when meeting; Lu Zhen Xian even did not touch the tea on the table, standing and saying: "The Mou troops are indeed unreliable; they withdrew without even looking back. Elder Brother, have you figured out how to deal with the Ya troops afterward?"

"I previously proposed a method, which you did not accept. The military disaster for Bailie is imminent; we can only let Miao An and A Bin continue to lead the troops, fighting wherever we go, and perhaps the Ya people, seeing their astonishing courage, will retreat?" With reinforcements gone, we can only fight ourselves; are there any other options? Lu Qing Sheng drew a long face, "Several brothers coming together in a body—do you have any clever plan?"

This is pure mockery; Lu Zhen Xian smiled and said: "We really do have a plan that can save Bailie!"

"Oh?" Lu Qing Sheng did not believe it at all. If there really were a solution, why not bring it out earlier?